Selena: You'll be ruined in business! My family controls key shares in your real estate holdings!
Julian: Your family’s firm is broke, Selena. That’s why you rushed this marriage, isn't it?
Selena’s face turned pale as Julian pulled out his phone, clicking on an private investigator's report sent to him just hours earlier.
Selena: How... how did you know that?
Julian: I had my private lawyer look into your family’s offshore accounts yesterday. Your father is facing bankruptcy and foreclosure on your Miami estate.
Selena: That’s not true! It’s just a temporary cash flow issue!
Julian: You thought marrying me would cover your family’s debts and secure your luxury lifestyle. You didn't love me, and you certainly hated my child.
Selena: Julian, please! We can make a deal! I’ll be nice to Lily, I promise!
Julian: It’s too late for promises. Guards, drag her out to the front gates.
The two large guards grabbed Selena by her arms, dragging her through the front entryway as she screamed and kicked violently.
Selena: Let me go! Julian, you’ll pay for this! You hear me?! You’ll pay!
Julian walked out onto the grand stone porch, where over a hundred wealthy guests were seated under white silk tents in the garden, sipping champagne.
Guest 1: What is going on over there? Is that the bride?
Guest 2: Why is she being dragged out in her dress?
Julian walked up to the microphone at the front altar, his voice calm, cold, and commanding.
Julian: Ladies and gentlemen, attention please. Today’s wedding is officially canceled.
A collective gasp rippled through the high-society crowd as people stood up from their chairs in total shock.
Julian: Miss Selena tried to secretly remove my daughter from our home and send her to an orphanage to claim my estate for herself. She is no longer welcome on this property or in this city’s social circles.
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